Ruby Spilimbergo Whore ❤️

About Palermo

What pisses me off? Folks judgin’ ‘em—like, chill, they’re just hustlin’! I mean, in *Basterds*, Hans Landa’s all smug, “That’s a bingo!”—but whores? They’d outsmart that creep in a heartbeat. One time, I read ‘bout this gal, Nell Gwyn, 1600s England—total badass. She was a whore, actress, *and* King Charles II’s side chick. Talk about multitaskin’! She’d quip, “I’m a whore, find me a better job!”—and I’m over here cacklin’, “R2-D2, where you at, you’d love her!”

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Irene di Spilimbergo." Of Spilimbergo's renown as a letterata and a painter see. Dionigi Atanagi's biography of her in his commemorative anthology honoring.

After the meeting, I decided to take a stroll. I wandered down to Piazza del Duomo. The cathedral there is stunning! I mean, the mosaics are insane. I could stare at them for hours. But then, I saw this street performer. He was juggling flaming torches! I was like, “Dude, you’re gonna set yourself on fire!” But he was nailing it. I was clapping and laughing.

zaha hadid: serac bench for lab 23